Fidget sat in the tree branches, grumpily watching the rain pour down. Knowing she was in no position to be getting wet, she remained under the thick leaves eating berry after berry. A pouty look was fixed to her humiliated face.
Of course that wasn’t the worst of it for the little Nimbat. She still had her big mess from earlier still smooshed under her round butt. Pouting more every time she shifted, causing it to squish slightly.
Popping down another berry, she sighed,”Any minute now… he’ll come dashing through the woods with his big dumb hat, and get me out of this gross mushy thing! Hmph!”
She glanced down at the diaper around her waist, prodding at in impatiently. Letting out a long relaxed sigh, it began to swell with her urine. A few mixed emotions ran through her as she casually started peeing herself. Though relief was amongst them for certain.
“Whew… that’s much better- ah what am I saying, I’m- peeing…” She whined. Fidget’s lip quivered a little, downing her last few berries to make herself feel better.
Using her wings to get into a standing position, she landed both feet paws on the sturdy branch and peered below her. Spotting more of her favorite berries, she readied herself to descend.
Fidget found herself rubbing her belly with a distressed look,”Again? I just pooped a while ago…”
For a moment, she tugged at the diaper, trying once again to get it off. But it was still firmly tapped around her fluffy waist. It didn’t take long for her tail to start lifting on its own and her knees start to buckle. Feeling she was losing control again, she readied herself the best she could.
The Nimbat stuck her messy butt out a bit as a wave of mess surged into the already packed pamps. She soon found herself not resisting. Instead, letting her body do the work and lifting her leg a little to help move it along.
“Nnngh- oh yeah… mmmmph...”
Fidget’s blushing face strained as more and more mess piled up in the already sagging diaper. Squishing and straining more with each little push. She let out one last, cute grunt, as the rest of her accident settled under her tail.
“Ohh yeah… yikes. That was more than I could’ve imagined.” She muttered.
Briefly, the Nimbat looked around with her sheepish glare, hoping nobody saw her mud butt clearly packing her diaper again. Seeing she was in the clear, she noted her pamp was almost half her size after the second filling. No longer hungry, she simply sat back down on her mushy throne and began to pout all over again. This time, with a few other emotions to wrestle with…
“D-Dust is so dead when he comes back…”